In the Storm

Dark nights will come

   when pouring rain 

      will rattle the panes

        blowing away the silence

of the soul seeking solitude.

The solitude holds not silence

    so much as sense of Presence

      needed by the seeking soul

        hungry and thirsting

for the Bread and the Water.

The nurturing stuff of life

    seems so far away

      when hard rain falls

         and raging winds blow

in the frightening darkness.

Midnight blackness hides the One

   Who allows and controls

      the storms in the dark

        and softly says, "It is I."

And then, "Be not afraid."